For lengthy conversations about social issues, Larry King, and Canadians. --Hotadmin4u69[TALK] 07:37, September 18, 2009 (UTC)

I'm swamped too. I put in my two-weeks notice, but it looks like I might be working at Habitat for moar than two weeks. I tried calling you once in the past week or so, but it's not like I have much time for chit-chat. Cheerio! --Hotadmin4u69[TALK]19:36 Oct 1 2009 19:36, October 1, 2009 (UTC)

Hooray hooray hooray. I rather hope I get some writing from you and/or get to talk to you tomorrow. Then I will have something to respond to/write about. Or something. Why is nothing interesting happening for me to mention? A bus should crash through the wall.. 3, 2, 1, go... ok nothing. I clearly misstimed slightly.

Writing like this is tricky. I am scared my laptop will crash right before I hit save. Should I save every few paragraphs? That would mean every day there will be a retarded amount of edits in history, but maybe. I finished Alice. As in American McGee's Alice, I haven't been reading Lewiss Carol recently. Cheshire Cat dies, oh no.

I have no idea how the last two thoughts are in any way connected, but they are in the same paragraph. Also, I have mentioned this laptops state of affairs far too much. And now I'm talking about talking about it. Goddamn.

Torque, what's wrong with your legs, that fall would not have broken my ankle, and you died. From full health at that. What's wrong with this game?

This is such a stupidly small amount of writing, yet I think I am done for now. Loves.

Writing you here a spot. I can't a whole lot now that we've reached the point of that whole writing twice a day thing. It's blocked at school so it's not that good for anyone as close as you. But hey hi. ZombieninjaDiscourse?MUN 04:06, 10 February 2009 (UTC)

Uncyclopedia's a collaborative site (sometimes), so feel free to write whenever you feel like it, and I'll just feel free to screw up your horoscopes whenever I feel like it. :) (In truth, please take next week's horoscopes as star-reading is quite effortful, indeed.) --The Dit 14:43, 4 February 2009 (UTC)

I'd just like to say to you, <insert name here>Merry/Happy/Already with the happy! Hannukah/Kwanzaa/Festivus/Capitalism, bitch-nizzle! and other mildly offensive things that make self-respecting white-people cringe with disgust.

Happy Festivus, from The Led Balloon and Jerry Stiller. Put up your Festivus Pole, air your grievances, and prepare for the feats of strength, for festivus cannot continue until I am pinned! Oh, and merry Christmas if you're into that sort of thing.

I hope your trip to the water closet was...productive...or something. Glad you're hanging in there, too. Sorry for being gone basically always. My phone lives in a new place! I need to send you my number... I also need to pick your fertile mind for tidbits of delicious knowledge, it appears, provided you're somewhat familiar with the area around (and especially north) of the largest city in your tree-covered hilly state of greenness (that was way to many double leters). Hope you're doing wel and to hear from you at some point in the not-to-distant future. *glomps* »BrigSirDawg | t | v | c»2008.11.06.01:45

I just like saw you in the first thread I looked at in the dump. I was so surprised. Sorry I've been gone so long! Ping me sometime! »BrigSirDawg | t | v | c»2008.10.28.05:17

Oh, not much, just mostly a lot of the same thing... Anything new in your world? »BrigSirDawg | t | v | c»2008.10.29.03:39

Unless RAHB is British. Then his MUST be better. They do everything better. I did not write you at two in the morning, I have to go home at ten most days. But I usually don't. Still always do before 11 except on weekends. You were writing a book right? How's that coming?
Aww, Philly, further away from me. Oh well, now you're back in Vermont. About 700 kilometre drive from me, about 500 in a straight line. I got bored. Tomorrow is totally thanksgiving. No school. Yay.
And that person that I was with that I wasn't with, was YOU. OOOOO=====. PLOT TWIST.
I'm not into those kinds of penetration either. I hear they can cause permanant damage. I think we'll be fine with vaginal penetration.
Well, if you were into BDSM, and it was something for 'us' to deal with, rather than you and someone else, you'd just have to deal with repressed sexual urges. I'm not into it. Brb.
I have returned. One of those random spots of nature is very hai- oh, that's not what you meant.
I heard it's dangerous because of loose gun laws.
Well, that's all I'll write here. I think that's ok, because on poems-and-quotes I sent you, like, a five thousand word essay. ZombieninjaDiscourse?MUN 22:23, 12 October 2008 (UTC)

Well I guess this one will have to be short too. I don't exactly have a whole lot to reply to on here. I think we've almost entirely moved discussion to poems-and-quotes. Oh, since I don't feel like going back there, and I forgot to answer one thing, I'll do it here. Why yes, I do believe that you do exude constant positive energy. Now what if one or both of us decides later that BDSM is all well and good? Actually, that'll never happen for me, my mind still has that ridiculous tendency to picture things that are far more serious than play. Cannibal Corpse type things(knife rape, yay). What a pointless correlation.

I'll end this here, because my battery is nearly dead. Much love, --ZombieninjaDiscourse?MUN 01:33, 14 October 2008 (UTC)

OMG! I'M A MESSAGE! LOOK AT ME OMG! OMG! OMG! O! M! FUCKING! G! THIS IS A MESSAGE! THIS IS A MESSAGE TAYOR! OMG IT'S A FUCKING MESSAGE! IT IS A MESSAGE! A MESSAGE! IT! IS! A!....MESSAGE!!! -RAHB 00:38, 9 October 2008 (UTC)

You unnatural moron, I hope you deport on God's hateful whip. And paperclips can sacrifice if you ask them nicely enough. "In the end, someone is always sacrificed". Sometimes it's paperclips. Sometimes it's genius industrialists named Rearden. But then, maybe not, being the smart bastard he is. Oh well, the wind whispers Mary. I'm sure if James (in Silent Hill 2, not Taggart) had randomly heard that song playing, he'd have been even more spooked. I had an odd dream a few weeks, maybe as much as a month ago, in which it was like, randomly my first anniversary of dating some girl, and she was 19, and her dad basically told me not to fuck her. And I agreed, saying "Right, not worth it to ruin the anniversary." It made no sense at all. Then at the end Kratos rode by on a flaming chariot and started cutting down people waiting in line for movie tickets. It was awesome.

Right, never any anal penetration. Any and all penetration of another sort, at least perpetrated by me, shall be in my head and in my head only, at least for a long time. I use at least a lot. And, recently at least (see?) I use "I think" and "probably" quite a bit. I don't mind being hit /that/ much, it'd just be a good excuse to break your hand. I'm kidding. Or maybe I'm not. You could try finding out one day.

The patch of land by the pond has plenty of trees too. As does this random stream path. I so have to find more random patches of awesome in the middle of this neighborhood. So, really good nature, and I get to stalk you? Sounds like Vermont is where I wanna be. Then again, I've been told it's not a safe place to be sneaking around in the bushes. Dagny is, so far, the main protagonist. Eddie Willers doesn't get much time, but he's at least better than the usual piles of meh. Rearden is a fucking Hero. Not in the usual way. Oh well.

WELL HERE IT GOES HERE IT GOES HERE IT GOES AGAIN, HERE IT GOES AGAIN. Thanks for reminding me of a mediocre punk song. Bitch. And now tonight has happened, and everything is well discussed. I think it went well.

I'll go with Z, because at present I can't come up with anything to connect that to The Wall with. Zero Punctuation, that's on Wednesday, 'tis funny. Invader ZIM is the best cartoon ever. Z is for... um.. zzaaaa... fuck, I think I finally lose, no more Wall connections. --ZombieninjaDiscourse?MUN 01:58, 9 October 2008 (UTC)

Aww, far less of the uncyc talk, and no poems-and-quotes replies. Though it seems you read those, at least. So, being that it's YOUR fault that I don't have as much from YOU, I want to kill YOU for x'ing. Because that makes perfect sense. "It's only because I LOVE you."

Anyway, yes, I would break your hand, and even if you slapped me. But I don't think you'd ever have to worry about any kind of unconsenting kiss. Or any kiss at all. Maybe. Nor will you ever have to worry about anal penetration, consenting or not. I mean, there's a vagina right there, goddamn.

You're totally just making justifications for obviously being obsessed with me. I do not ask for statues, that would be concieted of me, I but hope for them. A shrine would suffice.

"The emo flaps my friend, are blowing in the wind. The flaps are blowin, in the wind." Come to think of it, I would not love to construct the damn out of Larry Kings sexy emo flap. That suggests I'm creating it, which means I'm cutting Larry King. Wat.

Emails, those sound, I suppose, a little better than poems-and-quotes private messages. Sorry you didn't get the chance to respond over there. That seems to be where the conversations that really matter are taking place.

Now, about my lunch. Once I finally got it, as I left the pizza shop, some fucked up part of my mind thought "And now we return to the existential plane of.. existence." I have no idea where that came from, but whatever the case, I've apparently declared the insides of Pizza Pizza's not part of the real world. Maybe all fast food chains. We'll see.

I've decided I love three things, surroundings wise. Random patches of natural (or natural looking) beauty in the middle of a suburb for no reason (that pond, for instance). Main streets. Not the classic rural Main streets, but the exceedingly rare urban main street with all the signs and the disproportionate ammount of privately owned business and the nice architecture. There's one within walking distance of my school, nice place to go for lunch, there's a Pizza Pizza (AKA part of the non-existential plane of stuff) at one end of it. And last is streets and cities of shiny medeival architecture. I'm sure there's a few places where it still exists in real, physical form in the world.

Now back to responding to your thoughts. The elegant, beautiful thoughts of a wonderful mind, all belonging to a lady in brilliantly perfect possession of all these aforementioned traits. Oh, sorry, did I just get entirely sappy on you? I do that sometimes. I've gotten to know the characters a bit more (I'm 100 pages ahead of you, woo) and I think Rearden is my favorite. And I strongly dislike James. He's certainly a fool. And a hypocrit, he's no real altruist, he's just incompetant. And I do not think Orren Boyl was worried about a stable and fair market, or the greater good, especially because when you stop to think about it, what's actually happening is for the greater good, other courses of action start to look like they'd result in an industrial collapse that would lead into another great depression. I think Boyl was just worried that what's actually happening means Boyl goes under.

Wow, for so little from you I've left you a quite remarkable amount. And I think I have but one message left for P's and Q's. I do hope you have the time to get all of this. If not, well, maybe we'll have the time later tomorrow, thought, it looks like we already have quite a bit to talk about, I think. Maybe not. --ZombieninjaDiscourse?MUN 01:22, 8 October 2008 (UTC)

Lulz, the immaturaty is according to Ethine. The kiss was according to a friend. And everyone's made it sound like Bella just thinks Edward is hot. I also remember that friend telling me about the daughter thing. If you got pregnant tomorrow I'd be sixteen years older than your first child, so that would be bad. If it should ever so happen that we do kiss, and you punch me, though I doubt you'd break your hand on my face, I would have to break your hand intentionally.

I meant wanting to call me, like, fourteen times as creepy. Why would I think a Shrine o' Scott is creepy? Everyone should have one, I'm awesome. And statues, those too. Actually, wanting to call me fourteen times isn't creepy now either, no matter who it is. Everyone must want to talk to me. Always.

Isn't it obvious, dearest? An emo flap is the dangling wrist skin following an emo doing a terrible cutting job. Apparently Larry King has one and it is very sexy. Although I should be worried that I'm vomiting entire cardboard boxes. If I were there I'm sure you wouldn't get any work done.

I read that poem, and it was quite extraordinary. Aww, my vocabulary is so boring. I wrote a shitload on an on screen keyboard which didn't save once. Since then I've been scared into making a point of copying everything I wrote before hitting save in case pasteage is needed.

I'm keeping pace with your spaces, and should you do the same of mine tomorrow it shall be re-ordered only by real time talkage on Wednesday. I like your full attention, it's very shiny, I'm so honored to have kept it at one point today. Hmm, I suppose it'd have to depend on who's reading it. I don't think a single anomoly in your literary tastes would cause any hate. But then, do I want to kiss you either way? THAT is the question. Hmm, too much kissing talk, not nearly enough mention of anal penetration. I like Rearden. I did not like the people around Rearden. How is that not a fucking awesome gift to give your wife? It's the greatest thing he's ever done, and he's practically dedicating it to her. That diamond bracelet thing was bullshit, she probably already has fifty, and he could get her five thousand more any day of the week. And when his mother said "Oh, Henry's poured his metal, shall we declare it a national holiday?" all sarcastically.. Come on, he's dedicated ten years to this, it's the single greatest thing he's ever acomplished, and it shouldn't be important to him? But enough ranting on how awesome Rearden is (if that metal is as good as he and Dagny seem to think it is, then he's probably as awesome as another Henry a little while back) and how much his family sucks. You should have no trouble waiting for a new picture. I'm not exactly the best looking person ever.

How about L? I'm still a hopeless romantic, and love to love love. Wat. Leeches. Lizzards. Lizzards with leeches on their eyeballs. Uh oh, drawing a blank on connecting L to The Wall. Hmm, llaa.. llluuu.. li.. LYNN. Does anybody remember Vera Lynn? I know, that's a really weak connection. Oh well. Oh yeah, and about a walk. I found this really nice place, by a pond, with a great sunset. We'd totally have to leave just before then, cuz, astonishingly, sunsets don't happen after dark. ZombieninjaDiscourse?MUN 00:45, 7 October 2008 (UTC)

Pain is red, Jesus bled. Greasy spoon. Your random adjective tag likes me. "Hey, Zombieninja, I think you're very incredible!" It totally knew who username was. Of every man whose cock I've seen, it's been least awkward with Theo. Not to imply that's a very long list of men, it's not. Hmm, you know what's more unpleasant to chew on than goldfish? And I want more pictures of you. Zero isn't enough. So, next week, I've noticed a trend. Shall it be.. WEDNESDAY? Burger King, hooray, it doesn't suck, like.. something else. Might blow your mind was a joke. I promise it doesn't matter.. I think. Hmm, I can't promise it doesn't matter if I'm not sure. I swear it probably doesn't matter. That works. I only did it this one time, and once that other time, kind of, but only for a bit, so not really. Also, saying anything Saturday was nothing but a momentary lapse in judgement, you wouldn't know there's anything to say otherwise.

I'm sure whatever it is it wasn't that bad. I dunno, I just can't see you as possibly sucking as a person. Maybe making a mistake, but everyone's fallible. I think I spelled that wrong. I can't help but be flattered that you trust me so much, and I'm sure it's not more than you should. I love you too. More than I have anyone other than Nina, I think, and Nina was complete romantic lovings, so of course it wouldn't top that. You told me you call people older than yourself kid some time ago. Like, 7 or 8 months ago. Why do I remember that? I've read a bit of the Twighlight Series. Then I immediately stopped, because it's awful (like, so awful, I read on Ethine's userpage that it's one of her favorite books, and I lost all desire to stalk her.). I am extremely offended that you've compared me to a character in that blighted series. Ok, joke about being offended. Oh and Wednesday is my new favorite day of the week, because I am obsessed with you, you just don't know it. But now you do. But if that adds to the Jacob thing, I was lying, I'm only five foot eight now, because I said so. If you had been on properly that "Beavers, which aren't muskrats" thing would've made more sense. Hey, listen, what would you say if.. Funny, I had an idea to start a sentence like that, but after that point I realize I have absolutely nothing to finish it with. Now why on earth did I have the urge to start on that? Hmm, perhaps after a little while I'll off to P's and Q's to tell you something I've not told anyone else, just because. For now, the letter of today shall be W, because Wednesday starts with W, and it's my favorite day. Also, it's the first letter in Wall, and Worms. Waiting, to smash in their windows and kick in their doors. (I will think of a way to link every letter to The Wall). Wyoming, is a character in RvB, and some Sith guy in FU sounded exactly like him. Both are evil, just like Wal-Mart, and Mark Whalberg. Whalberg starts with W. And M is an inverted W, for Marky Mark. That's good enough. ZombieninjaMUN (Discourse?) 22:00, 2 October 2008 (UTC)

That's almost creepy. Almost. It's also kinda.. cute. Um, should I be thinking that you doing something like that is sweet? I dunno. Oh well. I could give you my number if you want it, but it doesn't sound like you'd be using it anyway, so meh. I could help you with the Scott-like quotes. Oh, here's one "She looked very pretty.. until I put my glasses on". I like it when people make shrines for me. Statues too, but that never happens. I shall have to be happy with a shrine. And I've been told that even if I LOVED the books, I shouldn't be flattered by that. Supposedly Jacob acts childish and immature through the whole series. However, I've also been told that I get a kiss in the third book, so that's really alright. But then, do I really want a kiss from someone who'd read the Twilight series of their own free will? 28 pages.. I can't remember, has Henry Rearden been introduced yet? Or at least has he by wherever you're up to now? I think that's like, a slang term for "Don't ask questions nobody can answer", but then Galt ends up being a real guy. Hah, you tried to check out Halley too? I like how it's all just good characterization, rather than feeling like Ayn trying to glorify anything in particular. That's saved for her later philosophy books I guess.

You will have your picture, I suppose. I need a haircut.. I doubt I'll get that out of the way before Tuesday. And WAT? You've never seen Theo's cock? You're like, the only long time active uncyclopedian that hasn't then. EVERYONE's seen Theo's cock. Erm, wait, heard what now? Anyway, depending, it could take two seconds to talk about, or, well, longer than that to come to a different, em.. place. Then, erm, weeks? Did that make sense? Simple version is either two seconds or like, an hour or two, depending, and we'll go from there. Glad to be flattering you so much. You know what, I'll have my say on that, on P's and Q's, because I'd have a hard time keeping out anything you previously wanted to keep private. Um, hmm.. Funny you should say that. It lessens my confidence that what I almost said won't matter. Yeah, that's a total allusion to what it is. Again, poems and quotes.

Oh and for the hell of it, I'm nearly finished listening to Dark Side of the Moon start to finish for no reason, and the most technical thing I can play is now Johnny B Goode. Thusly, the letter of the day shall be G. I broke a G string while fingering A minor. G is for guilitine, which cuts off his head, and G is for Gigli, which makes me wish I were dead. G is for GIANT ASS WITH A SCROTUM CHIN. And for gluttony, which is a mortal sin. --ZombieninjaDiscourse?MUN 23:50, 5 October 2008 (UTC)

Although you won't be seeing this until two days from now. Hope you enjoyed seeing your sister, that it was a good day and all that. Love you very much, expect something Wednesday, uh.. bye. See? I'm bad at this. Zombieninja 19:55, 27 September 2008 (UTC)

Why thank you for the ever so kind gift. An image of my favorite album and everything. Guess what I'm using for a sig now? I figured the second don't was supposed to be down. Haha, you still haven't read. Unfortunate that we didn't get to talk though, stupid brothers, and their early coming..ness. And now it'll be I don't currently know how long until I TELL YOU THINGS THAT WILL BLOW YOUR MIND or PROBABLY WON'T and also until you HEAR THINGS THAT W- well, you get the idea. And I mean two seperate things, one that's telling, one that is AUDIBLE, BUT MEANINGLESS. Hey, wanna know how Nina responded to my questions? I have no emails that came from any schools today. That doesn't bode well of her honesty. Oh well. And totally not a hint. I go on to say it's also pointless. Who wants to admin someone that would just act like it never happened? Unless you mean your step mom is your only reason, you didn't actually give me your fail reason for it.

Not yay. And the idea that it's something you just plain can't get yourself to talk about doesn't make me any less worried Toni. Now, I know that's not a concious worry, not exactly a reason that you're deliberately staying close mouthed, but I'll say this to it anyway. I don't think you have to worry about how shameful it is with me. I really doubt you did some tragically terrible thing, and even if you think you did, I'd probably disagree. Or wouldn't condemn you for it even if. I guess I'll tell you next live conversation time. Or next Sunday in P's and Q's. Or indirectly the next time Cerise is on, just to be an ass. But hey, more time to think may be a good thing. I just realized that M is for "motherfucker". I only thought of Morgan Freeman at the time. Today is B. B is for Beavers, which aren't Muskrats, which start with M, but they do look similar. Beavers are also vagina's. "Hell ma'am, may I see your beaver?" B is also for blue. The sky is blue. Goodbye blue sky, goodbye blue sky. I need an amp, I want to play Waiting for the Worms. And I decided I'd say "Hi, I have a crush on Tayor, hooray" in #uncyc just to see that no one would care. My hypothesis was right, unless you count "<Ethine> o_O" as caring. But then someone QDb'd it. It's the only QDb that's directly me that has a negative score. Fuck. ZombieninjaMUN (Discourse?) 01:48, 2 October 2008 (UTC)

I knew earlier than last night. And if you get the chance to write later, reply to this, definitely. I actually wish I could be there on your birthday, which I'm guessing isn't strange, though it's not something I've thought a great many times. Well, random business stuff or not, if you miss your sister it ought to be alright. Do.. alright. I thought the "It only takes one extremely traumatic long term event" to "did YOU skin your knees in the park once?" thing made it obvious that it was sarcasm. Yes, it's cynical, I'm big on cynical humor. Extremely good quite? It felt cliche to me. But feel free to write it in something you do if you like it. I loved the movie, necesary to understand or not, the visual narrative made the experience a whole lot better. But I didn't like that they cut Hey You. I guess in the movie it would've been slightly redundant, as it says nothing one couldn't work out, but I love it. And they moved the phone call where he finds his wife's cheating on him to before Young Lust. On the album it's part of Young Lust, at the end. Though I thought it worked better the way it is in the movie. Ok, what to say about the false psychologist.. well, this is my mockery of one of his generalizations: "She's definitely just playing you. What's my backup for this statement? Nothing at all, but she just is, cuz she has a vagina, and apparently people with vaginas have nothing better to do than try to mentally rape their friends through trickery, trickery that doesn't actually make any sense, and is infact even inconsistant with my assertation of cruelty, as this trickery is in reality better for you than the truth, which, rather than being what she claims, is this, because I said so". Maybe they are planning to dump pig blood on you, wouldn't that be the greatest? And I don't think I have taught little kids anything, probably because they usually annoy me too much for me to get started. I'll certainly think of you tomorrow, even if I can't say anything. Um, bye for now, I guess. Zombieninja 18:02, 26 September 2008 (UTC)

HEY. Telling me to send then not responding anything. Fuck you. Oh by the way: "I was just going to let you know that I'm probably going to be dropping out of school, so you won't have to put up with my emails." Wow, I didn't think Nina was that stupid. I can only surmise that she is knocked up. If that's the case, I feel sorry for the kid, and to a lesser extent her, but I'll try not to worry about it. Hmm, what else.. Sorry, I won't be writing much and it'll be rushed, because I'm already late going home. Oh, yes, I know, tomorrow is Tuesday, which is my favorite day of the week that starts with a T. And, come to think of it, you're my favorite person whose name starts with a T. And tacos, they start with T as well. What a strange series of thoughts this is. Um, I'ma go now. Zombieninja 02:16, 30 September 2008 (UTC)

Alright, you are forgiven for all past transgressions. And right, not strange, but strange for me, cuz I haven't thought so much about someone's birthday since that someone was Nina. Maybe it's just because I'm no longer so pre-occupied with Nina. Oh yeah, Mitch thought that little speach was funny too. Also, you say you'll begin reading it all the time. Then you don't. Unless I get some solid evidence (or you say you actually did it this time) I won't believe you. And of course you're playing me, you're a woman, and that's all they do. But I must know, how far in reserve am I? Third on the shelf? Or is it that you love me but, being a woman, you're a compulsive liar to a self destructive degree just because? I went to read those horoscopes, and they were funny, you are to be commended, and also hot sauce. You'd totally be a grape admin (forum joke from elsewhere, don't ask). And putting me in positions of power is also never a mistake. It's never a useful desicion, just never a mistake, mostly, I do absolutely nothing with power. And you can put away the poor girls, or at least reduce them, and definitely stop feeling sympathy for something that doesn't exist. It turns out she's not pregnant, so I have no idea why she's dropping out. Also, tomorrow, just to see if there's any chance I'd be able to trust her as something like a friend in the near future, I will probably be able to make a decisive answer on whether or not that mother shit was bullshit. Evidence says it probably is, and I doubt there's a good answer for every part of my little interrogation. I don't think you told me, and I'm sorry to hear that. Why aren't you doing it anymore?

Holy shit a paragraph break. Yes, I do think you're depressed. And if everything you mentioned before is still the case, I'm still worried about you, and I wish you'd tell me what's up. I'm glad we'll be talking tomorrow. Either I'll tell you what that "Hey, Toni?" was, or I'll file the thought under shitbox and disregard it until it can rot away into nonexistence. You're the greatest. I was just overcome with a random urge to remind you of that. Now, to pad this message's running time, as a sadist does with a bad movie, I shall do another letter. M. Monday sucks. Money.. new car, caviar, four star daydreams. Think I'll buy me a football team. Morgan Freeman said "motherfucker". This was the only enjoyable part of Wanted. I think that's enough padding. Zombieninja 01:04, 1 October 2008 (UTC)

Because your friendly text told me to. I'm not even entirely sure how I got here, but here I am, and the text, and the commands, and... it was too much. Because it was speaking right to me. {{USERNAME}} template or not, I feel obligated to follow direct commands.

But yeah, look, it's a message at the top of your talk page! Um... yeah. That's it, that's all I got. --Mr. MonkeyPant-hoot here. 01:55, 8 September 2008 (UTC)

It seems as though I'm not leaving you two messages. I'm not quite sure if you are the kind that deals with broken conversations, or you want it all on one page, so, here I am! Thank you for obeying my orders--and there was no {{USERNAME}} involved! It was just for you. That's a trick in the coding. You'll have to look it up. I often overload peoples minds. You've been a victim of Tayor-ness. I love new people--so, nice to meet you! What's going on? Oh, yes, and thanks for the clarification on how much of a douche you are. I find myself to be a half-douche. Well met. Here I go to copy and paste this exact same thing on my talk page...cheers!

Hey Tayor, some nice whoring inviting you've been doing for the CMC, there! Our numbers have now swelled to 17 members and a bot! And it's been a very quick swelling, so quick I'm considering taking the CMC to have a doctor check it out. Anyway, just to let you know: the whoring you've been doing is very nice, but you've been missing off a "<div>" which is meant to go in the template. I suggest you have a quick read of this - which should tell you the professional ( :-) ) way of doing it, plus telling you a quick shortuct for it. -[09:27 29 May]SirFSt.DonPlebYettie(talk)QotFBFFNotMRotMUNPotMUGotMCUNPEESRUnProvise

Thanks! I work hard to whore! :P Yes, that does sound potentially...uncomfortable. The swelling that is. Okays, I'll go ahead and make sure I include it..sorry! Like I said #uncyc junkie! Going to read it...NOW! The HRH MuCal. TayorMUN (Praise!) (CMC!) 15:59, 29 May 2008 (UTC)

I is failure :( I have...but apparently not well. Here I go again... and actually I don't think I've whored it since then, I dunno though. Well, I'm going. Also, I wanted to break out in a Whitesnake song just then (here I go again on my own! Going down the only road I've ever known!) The HRH MuCal. TayorMUN (Praise!) (CMC!) 12:12, 6 June 2008 (UTC)

You're in, you clearly fit these requirements and the Cows, obviously, smile upon you. You are currently a "Mud Grunt" by rank. Now the good bit: you can officially put this template wherever you want on your userpage or talk page and can add "Mgr." to the beginning of your signature, if you wish.

Promoting the CMC is always good, considering at the moment we're barely even tiny on Uncyclopedia. If you can refer users to sign up, consider yourself promoted. In time you'll move up the ranks anyway. Occasionally you'll have to put a little bit of work in here and there, but only a little bit... For the moment all you really need to do is watchlist this page. Your main task, however, is CONVERTING THE COWLESS. Have a quick read of this before you start and conversion processes. If you help swell the CMC ranks, it's likely you'll get a promotion!

I'm happy to answer any questions here. Oh and it's advised you read these (loose) rules. You are now one of the few with the Cows on your side.

Join The CMC! Make Your Inner Cow Happy!

What is it about cows that gets us all hot and bothered? Where do cows come from? What are cows?

These are the questions that drive the Cow Moo Cult and its brethren, who are very, VERY interested in cows and cow by-products.

The CMC is devoted not only to cows, but to helping Uncyclopedia through general acts of goodness and through motivating people with cow-treats and the like.

So, Tayor, why not join the CMC? It's free (unless you count virginity as money) and it's fun (and it's full of clichés)! You'll get a pretty template for your userpage and a nice title for your signature! What could be better? Sign Up Now!

Me? Strange? It is just very very hard to have a good conversation via userpage without using random comments :/ (at least that's what I tell myself :D). Well right now I am being annoyed at school and all the crap associated with it, I would really like to go on holiday somewhere nice, where I can mountain bike or dirt bike or -----bike... or just hang with friends. Yeah. --SirDJ~Irreverent 12:56, 19 May 2008 (UTC)

Haha, it was just that you didn't respond, and I was like, k? o.O Randomness rules though! :p totally my thing..yeah school sucks, at least this year for me. Vermonts good for that...um, unless you're in the U.K. in which case, it really isn't. Hanging with friends and listening to music rocks out! The HRH MuCal. TayorMUN (Praise!) (CMC!) 16:37, 19 May 2008 (UTC)

Rawug (rwg) wasn't on I surrey. And holy shit, um, play, and stuff, awesome. And augh, so much to say, so little I want to say in public. I mean, a lot of what I've already said here were things I'd not be terribly comfortable telling the general populace of uncyc, but now it's getting into things I don't even want to risk, but wish I could talk to you about. Zombieninja 15:05, 13 May 2008 (UTC)

Now, now boys! play nice. Anyway, YAY NINA-NESS!!!!! That's happy! Best?! woo! Have I truly moved up in the world? Off to your page to leave a new message. And, shh, Jack! :P The HRH MuCal. TayorMUN (Praise!) (CMC!) 12:30, 15 May 2008 (UTC)

I'll just let some contexless soul make of that what they will. And I will type this up at the bottom of your page in a vain attempt to stain your love. That was fun to write. I'm sure that giddy feeling has gone, as fun as you were to talk to like that, but unless you got to sleep in I still get to imagine a tired cuddly Tayor. That's also fun. I'm doing a bad job imagining what to say here, which is strange. Oh, I know, I'll off to poems-and-quotes and send you my shitty crap lyrics, and for some reason a random breakdown of what went through my head for any line. Wait, shit, I lied, sort of. And I spent an hour trying to work something out and failed, huzzah. I will enjoy my capacity to just sit here throwing whatever comes to mind at you for a while, that ought to fill up the page. Oh, you, live.. me, get live.. then get Rock Band, then I kick your ass on expert guitar. Unless it's Don't Fear The Reaper, I'm randomly terrible at the main riff. Wow, I just realized how long DiZ hasn't been on, I miss him.. Wait I haven't even checked if he's been on MSN, just IRC, wow, I'm awful. Throwing wookies at things is fun. Alright, if I think of anything to say, or should something worth writing about occur, I shall return, but for now, I bit thee adue. I worked out what I was trying to do, which was make this dumb racing game emulate not brokenly. Hooray. Zombieninja 22:35, 28 September 2008 (UTC)

It has been a fair while since we spoke, which is in short, shit. The whole coding thing sounds good, I once planned to learn Python but really couldn't be fucked and gave in. I can't say I have much excitement, only the usual daily lulz I have from taking the piss out of others. You should drop by IRC more, we should have a chat sometime.

Ahaha! You're the second girl to make a positive comment about my sarcastic humour this week, I must be doing something right. Ahh I see, that'd explain why you aren't on much then. Well things are going pretty awesomely if I do say myself, nothing majorly wrong anywhere, how about you? (Bonner) (Talk)Oct 2, 18:05

Aww that's shit, well I hope those rough times pass. They usually do, I mean they did for me. HAHA i'm an admin now? News to me. I barely edit here anymore actually. I just lost the enjoyment I got out of it for some reason. I tend to be on most days, usually out of lack of things to do, so i'll probably be on Wednesdays. Depends on the time difference though I suppose. (Bonner) (Talk)Oct 2, 18:26

I'm doing just dandy right now, and have no idea why I just used dandy. I don't really thing I'm having a good hair day dtoday, but what do I know, the only time i pay attention to it is when I wash it. Also, a picture? for me? Interesting. I look forewards to seeing it. LieutenantTHEDUDEMANDude...TotallyUOTMKUNGotAF@H 03:29, 7 October 2008 (UTC)

Yo you, yes you, I'm talking about you! It's that time of year again. Yep, time to spend hundreds of dollars on loved ones, dress up your house and raise your hydro bill and, most of all, time to fill each other's talk pages with templates that took us 2 minutes to make. SO STUFF THIS DOWN YOUR STOCKING!!!! and have a happy holidays!

...or a Chappy Chanukkah, Kwanzaa, Boxing Day, Tet, Ramadan, Festivus, or whatever you so decide to celebrate in order to get more gifts.